I wonder if I'll ever be able to watch Jeopardy again?  
Sunday night tradition at our house for decades... rapid, friendly fire of trivial knowledge..."You failed to put that in the form of a question, Robin." "Please let there be science, medical or literature categories so I can stay up with Rob?"
It's the same with Scrabble; Internet versions are just not the same as our Starbucks & Scrabble dates.  I long for those long pauses as he ponders all of his lexical options and my unsuccessful challenges. Of course, he was always on the money!
The collateral loss just mounts. Will I ever find happiness in any of these ordinary things again?